I Can’t Be a Sword God

Zhao Liangchen stood respectfully in front of the hall, with two sitting above him.

One is the head of Feilai Sect, Daoist Yaoding.

One is Zhao Liangchen's master, Elder Yao Lian.

Elder Yao Lian is the senior brother in charge of the sect, with a red nose, a slightly fatter figure, and looks naive.

He is highly respected in the sect, Zhao Liangchen and Lang Yuyan are both his disciples.

Zhao Liangchen's feelings for this master are very complicated.

Back then, Elder Yao Lian secretly gave him a Eight Jade Dust Removing Pill every month, saying it was a private nourishment for his beloved disciple.

It was only later that I found out that Master gave my junior brother an Eighteen Jade Wuchen Pill every day...

After he broke through into the Qi Sea Realm, Elder Yao Lian gave him a high-grade flying sword, which he regarded as a treasure and wiped it every day.

A year later, the junior brother made a breakthrough, and Elder Yao Lian directly asked for the Yelong Sword from the head of the sect...

After he missed his chief disciple, Elder Yao Lian gave him a secret Leibu Jueju Talisman to comfort his lost mood.

It was only later that I found out that every time my junior brother exorcises evil spirits, he piles up a pile of thunderbolt talismans to kill the other party...

Zhao Liangchen wanted to cry several times but had no tears.

There was also a time when he dreamed of completely crushing the junior brother with his strength.

However, after meeting Li Chu, he became indifferent to these resources in the door.

Even if you give me all these, so what?

In front of Li Chu, can I surpass his face or his sword?

Maybe……

Unknowingly...

The person who haunted him has changed...

Just now, he spoke loudly of his plan to the sect master and his master.

"Nonsense." Before the sect leader could speak, Elder Yao Lian retorted first: "How can you rest assured us that we are looking for an outsider to pretend to be a disciple of our sect to participate in the war? How high is that person's realm and how powerful is he, can you guarantee it?"

"Better than you." Zhao Liangchen replied.

"That's also..." Elder Yao Lian seemed to be about to sneer, he just laughed, and suddenly got stuck, wait...

He looked suspiciously at Zhao Liangchen, "You mean...better than you?"

"You are better than Master." Zhao Liangchen repeated it clearly.

"Really?" Yao Ding, the head next to him, was a little skeptical and asked aloud.

After all, it is an exaggeration for a little Taoist priest in the countryside of Yuhang Town to suddenly say that he is stronger than Elder Yao Lian in the early stage of the Dragon Transformation Realm.

At this age, even the proud son of the Twelve Immortals Sect may not be able to break through Hualong.

"He once beheaded a Jiao that was comparable to a ghost general." Zhao Liangchen said.

"What's the big deal..." Elder Yao Lian pouted.

"One sword." Zhao Liangchen added.

"Even if it's a sword..."

Master Yao Ding shook his head, this is not impossible for Elder Yao Lian.

"Besides, I saw that sword with my own eyes, and the sky and the earth changed. Let alone one scorpion, even if there are ten more, they will be killed."

Although it had been a long time, when Zhao Liangchen mentioned the style of Li Chu's sword, he was a little dazed.

Daoist Yao Ding stared at Zhao Liangchen for a long time, seeing that he did not seem to be lying, so he asked:

"How did you hire such a master? What price did you pay?"

"Make talisman." Zhao Liangchen said.

"Ah?" Elder Yao Lian looked at Disciple with regret, "Is the sacrifice so great?"

"..."

Zhao Liangchen grinned in panic, and explained: "He wants to learn basic talisman-making techniques, and I promise to teach him."

"A cultivator with such amazing talent can't make basic talismans?" Daoist Yao Ding was a little surprised.

"He's a little... weird." Zhao Liangchen said: "Besides that, he also paid a thousand Qi Gathering Pills, which is all the disciple's savings. Master, the Master Master... If this is really feasible , this matter of reimbursement..."

"Ah." Master Yao Ding got up in a huff when he heard the words, put his hands behind his back and said, "It is possible to ask him to meet, as for whether it is feasible, we will decide later. I remembered that I have not confiscated the clothes in the sun, so let's go first .”

As soon as he took a step, his figure floated away from here, and appeared in the misty mountain peak outside the door.

Say one step, just one step.

Zhao Liangchen was shocked, and turned to look at Master.

"Ah, when I went out, there was still soup on the stove, it was broken."

Elder Yao Lian muttered to himself, jumped up too, used a light-handed tactic, turned into an afterimage, and fled out.

In an instant, only Zhao Liangchen was left empty in front of the hall.

He blinked, a little sadly.

Sect Leader and Master...

These two good-natured people will be gone if they say nothing...

He couldn't help but think of the year when he was twelve years old, when he knew for the first time that Master Yao Lian really...

The common surname is Bu.

A full name almost blurted out.

...

Flying to the top, there is a "Feiyun Palace".

In Feiyun Palace, there is a statue of the patriarch, that is, the amazingly talented "Flying Taoist" more than a thousand years ago.

The golden statue enshrined on the altar is the appearance of the Fei Taoist crossing his knees playing the Yaoqin.

The Dharma seems to be fake, but that Zhang Yaoqin is real. It was a favorite thing of Taoist Fei back then, and it is left here.

It is said that the reason why Fei Taoist stayed here was because there was a woman he loved living in the opposite mountain.

Fei Taoist stayed on the peak every day, and whenever it rained, he would play the qin and echo with the woman from afar.

During the interval between sunny days, he took in disciples and preached, and created the Feilai Sect more casually.

Later, this relationship probably didn't bear much fruit. No one heard the patriarch mention that woman again, and that Zhang Yaoqin was also left here, unable to travel around the world with him.

However.

Fairy sounds have spirits.

From later generations to the present, whenever it rains on this peak, this Yaoqin will be played automatically, and the ancient rhyme is full of curly piano sounds, as if it came from thousands of years ago.

Therefore, Feiyun Palace is also called "Rain Palace".

And the sound of the piano that will appear automatically every time it rains has become one of the top ten wonders in Hangzhou Mansion, and is called: "Yugong Qinyin".

When Qiong Ji went up the mountain, it was fortunate that it was raining.

The gurgling sound of the piano flowing from the Feiyun Palace makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally.

She looked eighteen or nineteen years old, with wavy blonde hair tied around her neck with a ribbon, forming a beautiful arc.

Looking at her appearance, a pair of beautiful pupils almost amber, as if reflecting gemstones. His skin is white, tall, and his figure is uneven. He is obviously of some barbarian blood in the Western Regions.

However, she has delicate skin and a slender frame. From a distance, she looks no different from a Heluo woman.

Probably a rare mixed race.

This beautiful girl is wearing a rare white dress, with a wide upper body, and only a jade belt is tightly tied around her waist, which outlines her waist. But the slender and round legs are unobtrusive, most of them are exposed, a little sensual, trembling slightly when walking, which catches people's eyes.

She held a thin oil-paper umbrella in her hand, with beautiful petal patterns printed on it, just like the flowers and trees on both sides of the path up the mountain.

Although it is rainy and cold in autumn, as a cultivator, there is no need to hold an umbrella.

It's just a beautiful picture of my daughter's house.

Holding an umbrella to catch falling flowers.

Look at that West Wind riding a skinny horse.

Walking in front is the escort disciple of Feilaizong. It was the first time I visited someone's mountain gate, and I had to walk up a section of the road behind the mountain gate to show respect.

Behind him was a somewhat ugly middle-aged fat man, dressed in silk and satin, embroidered with copper coins, squinting his eyes, walking with his chest out and his belly out, swaying swayingly. Not like a practitioner, but like a merchant in the world.

This person is Shen Erfu, the guardian elder sent by Feixian City.

"Oh." Shen Erfu looked left and right, his mouth kept clicking. "It is said that the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is beautiful, and we have seen it along the way."

"In our desert, if we don't plant them with ingenious methods and take good care of them, where can we see such beautiful flowers and trees? I don't know how much they can be sold for."

"The sound of this Yugong piano is also wonderful. I heard it a long time ago, but I finally saw it today. It really cleanses the soul and cultivates the sentiment. Not bad, really good."

"If you want me to say, the winner of this conference, we might as well want that Zhang Yaoqin."

"No, it doesn't rain all year round in our place. Hmm... I guess people from Feilaizong can't give it either."

"Second Senior Uncle..."

Qiong Ji originally wanted to create a beautiful artistic conception, but the middle-aged man kept chattering in her ears, and the little girl finally couldn't bear it anymore.

She frowned and said, "We don't necessarily win for sure, what's the matter with the lottery?"

"Haha." Shen Erfu patted his belly, "The other family may not be sure to win, but we are not sure to win this flying case."

"Second Uncle did an investigation before he came here. The chief disciple of his generation is just a silver-like pewter gun head, which is not good for anything else."

"Each exorcism is to take a bunch of Leibu's evil charms and call them back and forth."

"You can't see anything, you can't hear anything clearly, and you just rely on a good-looking face to trick the little girl into liking it. It's just you little girls who only look at the face foolishly, otherwise who would think he can Okay? Haha, ask him what he would do without the electricity?"

The receiving disciple of the Feilai Sect in front listened to him belittle his own chief disciple, and deliberately refuted. But after thinking about it, I think he was right...

angry.

I had to shut myself up for a while, pretending not to hear.

Qiong Ji also had a black line on her face: "Second Martial Uncle, be careful what you say, what do you call our little girl? I am different from those superficial girls, I don't care about my face."

"real?"

"Of course..." Qiong Ji frowned and nodded heavily.

Before he finished speaking, he turned his head, and it turned out that he had already reached the peak.

At first glance, she saw a figure standing in front of Feiyun Palace.

He was wearing a blue Taoist robe with fine stitches, which was extremely clean, and he didn't hold an umbrella in the rain.

A white jade face, two wisps of clouds follow the wind. The blue sky above the head, the foot of the cloud mountain. Piao Piao seems to be independent from the world, as if he has become a fairy and ascended to immortality.

Qiong Ji's words suddenly changed, her voice trembled slightly...

"of course not……"